she's my moon

Color in a black and white world

the sound of the heavens is at your finger tips.

Tap...

come on, tap.

you sat down and opened up this blog and are now reading it.

you think I'm wrong? oh, your standing... thats just weird.

any way, you are reading this for a reason.  Call it destiny, fate, God, or what have you, but you are reading... this... right now.   instead of the million billion other blogs, you are here. instead of looking at porn you are reading words. thats pretty cool. 

so you are probably wondering about the tap thing. 

"what do you mean Tap, Tyler?" what does this odd word mean? why should you care why i randomly wrote "tap".  

maybe it means nothing, or maybe it means EVERYTHING! 

in this case it is used as a verb.

 TAP... to let the cosmic energies of the universe, created by intellectual being, flow through your body. creating a vibration in an appendage, usually in a motion consisting of an up and down movement.  thus creating a sound on the surface of which the appendage suddenly stops on.

this is a form of recognition, and a form of praise!

The culture we live in has  made it so that it is not "PC", or it is uncool, or it is abnormal to tap.  but to tap is to recognize that God has a rhythm in this world. To tap is to connect to the Lord whom loves us most.  to dance is to praise that one whom created us. so why dont you? how come you are afraid to tap, to dance, to recognize, and to praise? 

so i challenge you, tap. 

yeah, right now, tap. just once. either with the foot that leads you to places you should not have gone, or tap with the hand that has done the things you wish not to have done. lift it up in the air, and bring it down into the invisible force that humans have decided to call gravity. pound it against the earth that the Lord our God as made. Let the world we stand on, be come the biggest drum ever know to exist. we will let the massive vibrations from the core of the planet resound into the heavens. and God will hear your praise.  

If you decide that you don't like tapping in front of others, and you think you are making a fool of your self. then you don't have to do it again. no one will force you to tap. 

but for your on sake, just do it. 

Tap...

come on, tap.

See, I blog too.

yea so tyler was getting on to me for not blogging...so I figured I would blog something just to get him off my back.

this blog is about video games. If you don't like them, then stop reading now.  Anyways me and Tyler discuss many different things, comic books, movies, and video games just to name a few.  We have recently been talking about free range games (such as The Elder Scrolls series).  In these games you can go anywhere on the map, attack anyone you see (with a few exceptions), and do hundreds of quests some epic such as saving the world and others not so epic like killing rats in a lady's basement.  Anyways we have been talking about why there are no super hero free range games, Star Wars free range games, or zombie free range games.  This topic of conversation has been going on for a few days now and we have been talking about how cool it would be to have a certain power on the super hero game or how great would it be to walk around a zombie infested city and be able to go anywhere and do anything.  Apparently someone has our house bugged because there is a zombie free range game coming out.  It's pretty exciting.  Not our house being bugged but the game coming out.  There isn't too much info on the game from what I was looking at, but I really hope they do a good job with it.  If they don't...I think Tyler is gonna kill someone...(and hopefully it won't be me cause I posted a blog so I should be safe for a while)

Stella

and then I say something

This is so much better than Batman and Robin...

It was a lonely day in the class of Mr. Packman's photography class.  Keith sat in the back of the class and played with his newly acquired digital camera.  laughing every so often as he saw the result of his work.  He chuckled to him self, as the packman droned on and on about how one could use light to create a peace of art.  

Keith had found how to capture Art all by himself. it was difficult though.  since Art was a 300 lb balding man that sat right next to Keith.  Packman soon grew bored with even his own voice and decided to take a break.  He turned on the lights and walked out of the room.  

Keith looked around and started to count all of the people that had fallen asleep in the thirty minutes that the class had been going on.  he saw the teacher as an evil wizard turning all the the students to flesh eating zombies. 

they would soon rise, with a horrible moan of hunger and descend upon him with blood lust in their eyes. 

he brought the camera to his eye and looked through the view finder.  panning back and forth, he saw the person sitting in front of him.  the guy had his head under his back pack, and a bit of drool running from his mouth to the floor.  Keith snapped a picture and smiled.  the flash woke the guy in front of him up.  

Tyler woke from a deep sleep.  the dreams he had slowly came back to him as he moaned in hunger.  His dream of being able to participate in a mission with the justice league, and take down the evil Dr. Doom.  he lifted his head to see that the teacher had left the room and everyone else was dreaming themselves. 

He heard giggling coming from behind and looked back.  another guy looked at his cameras display screen cackled like an odd midget, witch, tommy gun.  the guy stopped laughing  and looked at him. 

"do you want to see what you look like from behind... asleep?" Keith asked.  

Tyler looked at him for a minute, confused but interested. "uh, sure." he said as he scratched his head.  

Keith gave the camera to Tyler and waited for a response.  Tyler saw a picture of the back of his head. and noticed for the first time a bald spot.  

Tyler gave the camera back. "thats great..." he said, not sure of what the proper response was.  

Keith extended his hand to Tyler, "Hey, I'm Keith. "  

Tyler looked at Keith for a moment.  and he thought for a moment. "maybe this is the kinda guy that i could survive a zombie holocaust with..."  He took Keith's hand, " My name is Tyler"